Seasoned Love.
I love you
Over the summer's breeze,
A bless you
In winter's sneeze,
Down on one knee,
I beg you please.
Hear my plea,
I want time to freeze,
But wait,
Can you leave please?
I'm tired of trying to please,
Though i envisioned of you as my miss
Guess that's where i went a miss.
Golden eye ray,
I beg you to stay,
but you could leave anyway.
Bard mwendwa🌱
©bardee
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